** 2026 Stock ** Master of all Times stands as one of Paul Chain’s most fully realised invocations, a record that treats heavy rock not as genre but as ritual technology. Here, lumbering, Sabbath‑tempered riffs move at glacial pace, framed by cavernous drums and bass that feels more like tectonic shift than accompaniment. Over and around this foundation, Chain layers spectral keyboards, funereal organs and his trademark invented‑language vocals, turning each piece into a kind of séance where meaning is carried by timbre, phrasing and atmosphere rather than literal text. The result is music that feels both archaic and strangely unmoored from any fixed era.

Across the album, temporal imagery is more than just a theme; it’s embedded in the structure itself. Extended tracks ebb and flow like long, uneasy dreams, dropping into voids of near‑silence before blossoming into new, heavier iterations of earlier motifs. Solos don’t aim for virtuoso flash so much as incantatory insistence, hanging on certain intervals until they start to feel like doors being slowly forced open. Master of all Times ultimately plays like a meditation on doom as a state of consciousness, not just a sound: patient, obsessive, and utterly uninterested in the clock, a testament to Paul Chain’s enduring status as one of the most idiosyncratic architects of the Italian occult‑metal imaginary.